Chapter 40: Natural and Free, Flute Sound of the Flying Waterfall

The people outside the cave had also seen the scene of continuous fire explosions.

After the firelight disappeared around the corner, only a short while later, they heard the switching of the flute sound and that roar of anger.

Shopkeeper Ma's expression changed a bit at that time.

"Old Zhong, with his heart and lungs, I believe he could originally hold his breath for a round trip, but after shouting like that, can he still hold it?"

Zhong Zhong Jinqiu also frowned: "The angry roar is exhaling, and closing the breath immediately after exhaling..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Zhaizhu Wu had already rushed inside, and the whistle in his mouth was blown.

Without the keeper grandmother's flute sound interference, a single person's whistle didn't need to worry about causing chaotic stimulation and could play a certain insect-repelling effect.

As soon as Wu Zhaizhu Wu moved, Zhong Zhong Jinqiu followed closely.

But the two had only rushed in about two hundred meters when they saw a figure rushing toward them.

Chu Chu Tianshu was red-faced and rushing rapidly, still grabbing a figure in his hand, as if grabbing a scarecrow.

The three rushed out of the cave together.

"Stay away from me, there might still be some poisonous smoke on my clothes."

Chu Chu Tianshu left this sentence in a quick-fire manner, avoided the crowd, and ran to a place dozens of meters away.

This time, blowing wildly in the wind, and he was exerting force on his body again, the bit of smoke from deep in the cave should have all been blown away and shaken away.

Chu Chu Tianshu stopped his steps and finally dared to breathe in big mouthfuls.

Wu Zhaizhu Wu walked up, and saw Chu Chu Tianshu put the person on the ground.

The old woman was unconscious, but after lying on the ground, she still choked and coughed twice.

Wu Zhaizhu Wu was shocked: "She isn't dead?!"

In a village, having someone whose opinion differs from the decision-making layer doesn't count for much, and having opinions but refusing to say them out loud doesn't count for much either.

But to be silent and suddenly trample on the village's rules and play dirty against guests.

And stealing the village's treasure and wanting to escape.

This kind of person's hidden danger is really not small, and it is the type that any manager who cares about maintaining the village's stability hates.

Who knows which day, will there be some event that just happens not to suit her wishes, and she plays dirty against people again?

Therefore, when agreeing to Chu Chu Tianshu entering the mountain cave alone.

Wu Zhaizhu Wu had actually prepared the psychological preparation to see the keeper become a corpse.

The situation in the mountain cave is so complex and dangerous that Chu Chu Tianshu didn't need to kill her.

As long as he used a bit too much force when capturing her, leaving her in the cave, or not paying attention on the way, the poisonous insects could bite her to death.

However...

However, Chu Chu Tianshu actually brought this person and let her come out alive.

I fear it was while running wildly, he also switched her position left and right, making her, although unconscious and unable to move her limbs, unable to be bitten by poisonous insects.

Wu Zhaizhu Wu's expression was somewhat stunned.

Clearly, he had developed quite a bit of resentment toward this old woman before, and was prepared to see a corpse.

But truly discovering that this keeper was still alive, his heart felt inexplicably relieved.

The taste in his heart was so complex that even he couldn't say what kind of change it was.

"She forced herself to blow this flute, which also shook her internal organs, her breathing was rapid and lost defense, and when she came out, she should have inhaled a lot of poisonous mushroom powder."

Chu Chu Tianshu bent down, pressed lightly on the old woman's wrist, the clenched five fingers loosened, and the jade flute was picked up by him and handed to Wu Zhaizhu Wu.

"Return the treasure to its owner, you guys can also look after her and treat her."

Wu Zhaizhu Wu took the Rainbow Cloud Flute and really didn't know what to say: "This, isn't this what you wanted?"

Chu Chu Tianshu smiled: "Didn't you guys not lend it out yet?"

Wu Zhaizhu Wu squatted down, took out a pill, and stuffed it into the old woman's mouth, actually not wanting to look up, only saying: "Then, what about her playing dirty against you?"

"At her age, having suffered this kind of internal organ injury, and having been poisoned by the toxin that invades the brain and causes delusions, she won't be able to blow those things that control cursed insects well in the future."

Chu Chu Tianshu turned his head to look at the bamboo forest, spread his arms, seemingly only caring about absorbing the beautiful breath between this landscape, and no longer looked at the person on the ground.

"Moreover, she trampled on the rules of your own village, so naturally there will be punishment."

Wu Zhaizhu Wu's spirit was lifted, and he raised his voice: "You can rest assured, we will naturally punish her!!"

He responded with such a sound, but in his heart, he couldn't help but surge with a feeling of déjà vu, turning his head to look at Cai Cai Shanjun.

Cai Cai Shanjun was also smiling, not looking at the village chief, just looking at Chu Chu Tianshu, and then looking at the sun in the sky.

The sunlight made this Commandant, who was no longer young, also stained with a bit more vitality, squinting his eyes and looking in a good mood, not knowing what exactly he was laughing at.

Wu Zhaizhu Wu was silent for a while and sighed long.

"Great Commandant."

He walked over step by step and sent the Rainbow Cloud Flute in his hand to Cai Cai Shanjun.

"The three trials have passed, we have all lost. The Rainbow Cloud Flute, according to the covenant, is presented."

Cai Cai Shanjun moved his gaze back and smiled: "When I return to Kunming, I will definitely choose an auspicious day to return this treasure, and there will be other thanks!"

Wu Zhaizhu Wu closed his eyes and suddenly said: "If the Great Commandant wants to cross the river, look at Wu Wu Tugu and Wu Wu Zewa, how is their bravery?"

"And Abang, her cursed insect art has also been learned quite well. Can the three of them help you?"

Cai Cai Shanjun hurriedly said: "Given Wu Wu Tugu's body shape, this trip should be forgotten. If there is interest in the future, he can join the army."

"Wu Zewa and Abang..."

He scanned them and pondered slightly, "Wu Zewa is fierce, his every move has the characteristics of a Miao warrior, and he can also join the army in the future."

"Abang, hmm, innocent and lively, let's wait for another day."

For the people of Wu Family Village, those who are truly clever and experienced, their own village's secret methods are not prominent, and at most they are good at inquiring about news.

And like Wu Wu Zewa, everything else is fine, but he has learned the village's methods too well, and the temperament on his body is also more characteristic, out of place with other places.

Taking them on the road, I fear that before they reach the vicinity of the ferry, they will be frequently noticed, and even Cai Cai Shanjun and the others will be noticed, seeing through their tracks, and they will be surrounded and intercepted repeatedly.

In the entire village, those who have practiced the ancestral methods finely enough, and whose temperament and words are already round and transparent, and can be disguised at will, are only Wu Zhaizhu Wu for the time being.

Shopkeeper Ma interjected: "Manpower is not needed for now, but I see that there is high-quality cinnabar in the mountains. I saw that some jars in your houses were painted with cinnabar before. How about giving me more cinnabar?"

Wu Zhaizhu Wu said forthrightly: "Not only is there cinnabar, we also have high-quality spell paper here, which will definitely be easy to use as talisman paper for you."

He looked at Chu Chu Tianshu again, "Our Wu Family Village's sword-casting art is also worth mentioning. I am a good swordsmith myself and have collected a lot over the years."

"Wait for me to take a few of you to choose some good weapons."

Chu Chu Tianshu looked back and smiled: "We will probably rest for a few more days, and choosing weapons is not urgent at this time. Let's talk about it tonight."

Zhong Zhong Jinqiu was also quite moved. Although he had to hide his tracks on the road, he couldn't carry a top-notch big spear to rush on the road, and this village might not have one, but he was also proficient in sword art, as spear and sword are one.

If there is a narrow-edged long knife, it can be used as a sword, and he is very confident in hiding the sword on the road.

Wu Zhaizhu Wu nodded and said solemnly to Cai Cai Shanjun: "I believe more and more that you will successfully return to Kunming, and will still be the wise master who protects the people of Yizhou and stands firm in this troubled world."

"Keeper Grandmother just doesn't understand. The wisdom of the ancestors most expects descendants to be able to see the opportunity to invest and better continue. People are the most important."

"Treasures are, after all, just tools for people."

The village chief sent them back to their residence all the way, and then led the crowd away.

Cai Cai Shanjun held the jade flute and stood on the corridor, saying: "When that roar of yours came out, I almost thought that grandmother would be even more miserable."

"Does it sound like the killing intent is particularly heavy?"

Chu Chu Tianshu walked to the side and stretched, "I have been influenced since I was young, and there is a scale in my heart. Some people, it hasn't reached that point."

"However, there are also some people, as far as I know, who are already accomplices in all evil, harming how many children and destroying families, and still want to manipulate us, and then kill us to silence us afterward. Hehe, beating them to death once, and then shooting them once is still too little!"

After he said these words, his mouth seemed to be chewing something, and his fingers and wrists moved freely.

Recently, he has always been pondering the mysteries of "Toad Cultivation Palm Heart Thunder." When eating, drinking water, or having a little spare time, his heart

This set of martial arts, evolved from Taiji Fist, has a flavor quite different from the Through-Back Fist; it contains the wisdom of guiding natural instincts and the freedom to retract or release at will.

Leisurely as a clear breeze, dynamic as a raging fire; one should only drink water when sweat is released, with a balance of giving and taking, and different responses to different situations—whether to kill or not to kill.

These matters in life, when experienced firsthand, are just like practicing fist techniques; when savored, there is much to be gained, and the charm is endless.

Seeing him in this state, Cai Cai Shanjun seemed to sense something and praised, "You have entered a state of divine focus."

Since ancient times, those who read much or practice much may not necessarily enter this state; to be able to associate what one has learned with everything one encounters, and to put that learning into practice—this is called acting with one's whole being, and only then can it be considered entering a state of divine focus.

Like a master of calligraphy and painting, they practice with a brush, with a tree branch, on paper, on a wall, on a dining table; even when about to sleep, their fingers trace patterns on their lapels.

The tears in their lapels are all crisscrossing traces of characters; only such a person can be called one who has entered a state of divine focus, and they are bound to achieve success.

Cai Cai Shanjun said leisurely, "Those who are angry but cannot exert courage are helpless and pitiable. Those who are angry and can exert courage are good, but they easily go too far; I fear that in the future, they will kill indiscriminately and harm themselves as well—a sigh-worthy matter."

"Those who are angry and can be both clear-headed and courageous..."

He brushed the pads of his left fingers across a row of flute holes and laughed aloud, "This magnificent landscape and the sound of the Colorful Cloud Flute should be played for you."

A subtle change occurred in Cai Cai Shanjun.

Chu Chu Tianshu turned his head to look, only to feel that the figure holding the flute had become somewhat blurred in his perception, as if shrouded by colorless clouds and mist.

The toxins within the other person's body seemed to lose their accuracy due to this blur, unable to pinpoint where they should take effect.

The accumulation of that toxic power, and the harm and pressure it exerted on his body, were instantly relieved.

He saw Cai Cai Shanjun bring the flute to his lips.

Chu Chu Tianshu suddenly asked, "That old woman could play flute music that affects the internal organs; can you also play it?"

"If you can control it well without harming yourself, then this flute music is very suitable for helping me practice; silver needles, flute music, and fist techniques—three prongs at once..."

Cai Cai Shanjun's expression stalled slightly, and he had to interrupt him, "We shall discuss that later. For now, let me play a simple, pure piece of music, shall I?"

Chu Chu Tianshu calmed down and raised his hand.

Cai Cai Shanjun's flute music began to rise, tumbling over the water's surface and drifting through the great mountains; his eyes were half-closed, and a faint, cool luster appeared on his face.

Chu Chu Tianshu was listening, and the people in the nearby houses were listening as well.

Zhong Zhong Jinqiu's hand holding the oil tea paused in mid-air, and Shopkeeper Ma was spreading out talisman paper.

Old Yu stood still in his room holding his blade, silently staring at the cold glint on the tip of the blade, while Little Huo was cleaning his gun.

In the village, the sound of drums suddenly rang out, as if someone were echoing the melody, and some people began to hum a beautiful folk song.

Finally, there was a timbre that was at times like a flute, at times like a xiao, and at times like a sheng, coming from the direction of the waterfall.

When this sound arrived, all other sounds in the village fell silent, and more households walked to their doorways to gaze at the waterfall.

Inside the meeting hall, the Wu Zhaizhu and several others also hurriedly stood up and walked to the door.

In the surrounding great mountains, there was no longer the Mountain God who had transformed into a divine ox, and they no longer knew how to respond to the Miao people's worship.

But in the Flying Waterfall Cave, that massive cavern connecting the mountain belly directly to the ground still held a spiritual wonder that had not dissipated for a thousand years.

The older villagers had already knelt behind their doorsteps, hands clasped in front of their chests, their eyes filled with emotion, their voices extremely low: "Cave Goddess Mother..."

Chu Chu Tianshu looked at the distant waterfall in astonishment.

When the song ended, he couldn't help but ask, "Is there really a Cave Goddess Mother?"

Previously, when he heard that legend, he felt that what was inside the cavern was no benevolent entity and might be similar to the Five Demons.

Yet this piece of music seemed to be echoing Cai Cai Shanjun.

"Who knows?"

Cai Cai Shanjun was noncommittal, looking toward the waterfall, his voice gentle, "If there truly is a Cave Goddess Mother, she likely knows we have obtained the flute and will soon be leaving, so she is..."

Chu Chu Tianshu said, "Seeing us off?"

Cai Cai Shanjun stared at the waterfall for a long time and waved his jade flute.

"She is blessing us to set sail and break through the waves!"

(End of chapter)